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Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 25
Chapter 47: The Lazy Man Gets Caught (5)
“What happened?”
The man's eyebrows furrowed extremely.
It wasn't that he misheard. His ears weren't that bad. It was just that he couldn't believe what he heard because it was something he had never imagined.
“Did you say that the emergency supplies were being sold in all directions?”
“……Yes.”
The man's eyes trembled.
“Tell me exactly what you mean.”
As the man's voice grew more intense, the subordinate, sweating profusely, began to explain the situation.
After hearing all the circumstances, the man asked in a trembling voice.
“So, are you saying that in front of the main gate of the Jeongmu Alliance, emergency supplies are being sold like hotcakes?”
“Yes.”
“No, what is this…….”
The plan was thorough.
And it would not be an exaggeration to say that all the variables according to that plan were included in his calculations.
In doing something like this, variables are bound to arise. Rather than trying to control variables, the man focused on establishing a system that could respond to any variables that might arise.
But this is a situation I have never thought about. What kind of crazy person would get their hands on a secret recipe and then sell it to all sorts of people?
It was something that could not happen in common sense.
“That, so, that…….”
The subordinate bowed his head deeply. He swore that this was the first time in his life that he had seen the man stutter. That must have been how shocked the man was.
“Hahaha, I’m speechless.”
The man grabbed his head and shook it.
Even though there are many variables in the world, I never thought I would encounter such an absurd variable. There are bound to be crazy people in the world, and there are bound to be people with strong martial arts skills. But what if that crazy person is also strong in martial arts?
And why on earth did he get his hands on the secret? Even if someone was manipulating things behind the scenes to make sure their work didn't go well, this kind of dramatic situation wouldn't have happened.
“I thought his name was Wi Yeon-ho?”
“Yes.”
“Wei Yanho, Wei Yanho…….”
The man trembled with an ominous feeling.
Not only his younger brothers' work, but his own work also began to become strange as it became entangled with Wei Yanhu. It was as if Heaven had sent Wei Yanhu to the world to destroy their plans.
'I tried hard not to get involved because I thought this might happen.'
The man did not believe in fate. However, it was an undeniable fact that Wei Yanhu was strangely intertwined with them and was ruining all their plans.
The man nodded quietly.
“Wei Yanho, Wei Yanho……. Yes, if it comes to this, there’s nothing we can do. If we can’t avoid it, we have no choice but to break it and move forward.”
There was a resolute determination in the man's eyes.
The man knew that if he hesitated to make a decision at a time like this, it would definitely be detrimental.
“Did you say that the emergency spread throughout the Central Plains?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Umm…….”
The man let out a sigh.
Originally, he had planned to guide the secret to the strongest person he could reach. But something completely opposite to his plan happened.
'But if you think about it, it's not so bad.'
The man stroked his chin.
Taking a step back from the shock of the plan going awry, it turns out that things weren't necessarily going so badly. It was harder to handle things secretly, but it was good to say that the stakes were higher thanks to it.
“It’s going so well. This is why martial arts is such a fun place.”
No matter how hard a person tries, he or she cannot help but think that the outcome of the work is up to heaven.
That is why it is said, “If a plan is made by man, it will be accomplished by heaven.”
The man smiled softly and got up from his seat.
“But if it were my father, he would overcome even the trials sent down from heaven with that sword.”
There was no one else he could consult about this matter. The man turned to his father, who was in the sponsorship.
Even after hearing the whole story, the old man did not answer. He just quietly stroked the flowers.
Even though there was no answer, the man did not urge the old man. The sight of the old man tending to the garden seemed so natural that he did not want to break the scene.
As if appreciating a painting, the man was slowly being sucked into the image of the flower garden and the old man.
“Is that so?”
“……Yes, father.”
The answer came a little late.
The old man quietly turned his head and looked at the man with a gentle face. Then he walked ahead and headed toward a pavilion located on one side of the garden. The man silently followed the old man toward the pavilion.
“Sit down.”
"yes."
As the man sat down, the old man took out a teapot placed on one side of the pavilion and began to heat water. The old man poured tea without saying a word, and the man watched the scene without saying a word.
The old man quietly offered the man tea and opened his mouth.
“It’s chrysanthemum tea.”
"thank you."
“Just smell the scent quietly.”
The man obediently sniffed the tea. A subtle and fragrant scent filled his nostrils. It was not as strong as the best tea that makes people ecstatic. However, for some reason, it made him feel at ease.
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The old man turned his head and looked up at the sky. A cloudless blue sky came into his eyes.
“Yongjeong, Boinyi, Seolguk… I’ve tried all the good teas, but nothing compares to the dried chrysanthemums I make with my own hands. Do you know why?”
“Young one, I still cannot fathom the depth of your father’s intentions.”
The old man smiled broadly.
“Because I made it with my own hands.”
“…….”
“If you have the power, authority, and wealth, it is not difficult to obtain the best tea. However, such tea cannot inspire me. If I sow the seeds with my own hands, fertilize with my own hands, prune the branches with my own hands, harvest the chrysanthemums that I have grown, and dry them with care, my efforts will inevitably seep into them. Then, they will have a richer fragrance and deeper taste.”
The man bowed his head as if he understood.
“It’s the same with everything. If you really want to get good results, you have to take action with your own hands. In the process, you’ll experience countless trials and errors. When you overcome each of them and finally see the results, that’s when we live.”
“I will keep that in mind, young one.”
The old man nodded with a gentle face.
“So much time has passed since that day. The world has forgotten Mangeom, and we are only remembered as legends. Now it is time to let the world know that the spirit of Mangeom still remains.”
“I haven’t forgotten.”
The old man patted the man on the shoulder.
“I trust you.”
“Young man, knowing that your father is behind you, what in the world can you fear? Soon the world will remember the name of Mangeom again.”
“I guess so.”
The old man nodded as if satisfied and continued speaking.
“I heard your brothers are having a hard time right now.”
"……yes."
“I gave you different tasks not to compete for the position of successor, but to work efficiently in your assigned positions. But you knew that your younger siblings were struggling, but you just stood by and watched.”
The man's body trembled. He quickly slammed his head against the floor.
“The boy was short-sighted.”
Excuses don't work.
Even if it is not true, if his father said so, it is true. Even if it is not true, it becomes true.
“Return.”
“……Yes, father.”
“I named you Hoe-myeong because I wanted you to regain our lost name.”
“Yes! I haven’t forgotten.”
“Do not bring shame to your name.”
Repentance.
Baek Hoe-myeong answered with his head bowed to the floor.
“Father, what you say must be very confusing.”
Baek Hoe-myeong's body slowly lifted and found its place. Baek Hoe-myeong looked at his father with surprised eyes. He didn't move a finger. The old man had lifted his body with a slingshot.
Baek Hoe-myeong is also someone who can compete with the best in the world of martial arts. To be able to move his body as he wishes without touching it is something that would be impossible if the old man’s ignorance did not reach the heavens.
Baek Huimyeong looked at the old man with a confident face.
“And you said Wi Yeon-ho?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Come to Guangdong……”
The old man closed his eyes quietly. Then he kept his mouth shut as if he was thinking for a moment, and then slowly opened his eyes.
“It is not yet time to reveal ourselves.”
"……yes."
Baek Hoe-myeong smacked his lips as if he felt a little disappointed.
In his opinion, Wei Yanhu was a person who should never be ignored. When times of chaos come, a hero is bound to appear. And Wei Yanhu was the one who had a high probability of becoming that hero.
You could tell just by looking at them that they were intertwined, as if fate had chosen them for me.
But the old man's words are absolute.
If the old man did not want to be seen, he had to obey.
“Until now……”
Baek Hoe-myeong raised his head.
I understood what the old man meant.
“At that time, he said that he split the sky with his sword. I thought that was an exaggeration. But after climbing up here myself, I found that the words were not a lie at all.”
"underneath……."
Baek Hoe-myeong's body trembled.
The old man said with a soft smile.
“How dare I say that I have reached his realm? The place he ascended to was so high and deep. However, I now know where he looked. Just from that alone, I can say that there is no one in the world who can stop the ten thousand swords.”
“Go, thank you, Father!”
The old man smiled gently.
“It is time to reveal our name to the world. You advance your plan. Tell the children spread throughout the world to prepare to raise the flag of the Ten Thousand Swords.”
“Yes, Father!”
"and……."
Baek Huimyeong waited for his father's next words with a nervous expression.
“That kid named Wi Yeon-ho will definitely be a hindrance to our work. If we leave that annoying stain alone, it will eventually lead to digging out a handful of flesh.”
“The child’s thoughts are also similar.”
“Remove it.”
"yes!"
Baek Hoe-myeong felt as if his heart had been opened. As expected, there was no way the old man wouldn’t know what he knew.
“It’s good to be thorough in everything you do, but sometimes you lack the courage. Once you draw your sword, don’t hesitate.”
“I will keep that in mind, Father.”
“Go and see.”
When Baek Hoe-myeong quietly bowed and withdrew, the old man sat quietly in the pavilion and looked up at the sky.
“It is time for you to repay the sins you have committed. Isn’t it so, my lord?”
The old man's eyes, which had been so gentle, held a faint hatred. The flames of hatred that had bloomed in the old man's eyes began to burn so fiercely that they seemed to engulf the world.